Anna's Writings

I was originally asked by a health magazine to write about one of my Reiki experiences and this resulted in the story entitled "Small Miracles`" detailing my Mother's experience with Reiki. After its publication, my father, who has been telling stories all of his life, encouraged me to write more. My writing is a way of teaching which feels natural to me following my long history as a technical writer and software teacher. I write when spirit moves me to do so about topics that spirit presents. I hope you will enjoy reading them and find some small nugget of gold for yourself.

Beliefs vary among tribes but most believe in a Creator or Great Spirit creating the world and forces of nature. Creation stories, often retold at the quickening time of year (spring) and harvest (autumn) illustrate this.

"It’s over now. You’re finished. Your work together is done.” The face of a grandmother floated in front of my older sister’s as she spoke these words. I listened hearing the double voice and seeing the Grandmother clearly. This was the third person to say these exact words to me. Finally, I listened but it was hard to let go. I’d been so enmeshed in the mystery of the man who was a modern day heyokah.

On Tuesday it was rainy, cold and a wind whipped up the waves of my emotions as I traveled down highway 416 towards Brockville. My feelings waxed and waned from intense to nonexistent. Was this a hormone day or was I hiding from my fear of losing my dad? Visits these days are both joyful and hard. I bask in the bounty of my lineage, my home, and my family but I also must face the hard facts: the uncertainty and finiteness of life.